How could I possibly refuse this delicate morsel in green? I had but to hold this soft beauty in my hands and the melting process would begin. Resist, yeah I tried to turn away, but the alluring love for the forbidden started my mouth to watering. I could not pry my eyes away from this tempting vision.

The mood was right, the hour was late, and if my loving wife did find out I know she would forgive my indiscretion. Slowly and methodically, we drew closer to one another. With quivering hands and in the excitement of the moment I reached for and cradled this magnificent beauty, smooth, creamy, sweet and as I drew this forbidden lovely to my lips.

I whispered, “Bluddy hell mate, this is some fantastic Pistachio Ice cream!”